LIFE WAS SEEMING A BIT ROSIER to Pierre Curie in the spring of 1906. During
the family's recent Easter holiday in the country, he had enjoyed watching the
efforts of 8-year-old Irčne to net butterflies and of 14-month-old Eve to keep
her footing on the uneven turf. More crucially, perhaps, Pierre had become involved
in his work again.

Pierre Curie's agenda for Thursday, April 19, 1906, was that of a man fully
engaged in both professional and social life. After a luncheon of the Association
of Professors of the Science Faculties, he was scheduled to go over proofs with
his publisher and to visit a nearby library. He was looking forward to entertaining
a number of fellow scientists at the Curie home that evening.

PIERRE CURIE WAS NOT FATED to complete that day's activities. After working
in the laboratory all morning, he braved the heavy rain, umbrella in hand, and
traveled across Paris to his luncheon meeting. There he spoke forcefully on
a number of issues that concerned him, including widening career options for
junior faculty and drafting legal codes to help prevent laboratory accidents.

After the meeting was over he headed out toward his publisher in the rain,
only to find that the doors were locked because of a strike. Hurrying to cross
the street, he was run over by a horse-drawn wagon with a load of military uniforms,
weighing some six tons. He was killed instantly.

"He wasn't careful enough when he was
walking in the street, or when he rode his bicycle. He was thinking of other
things." --Pierre Clerc, the Sorbonne lab assistant who identified Curie's body

MARIE DID NOT LEARN the news that would transform her life until that evening.
In shock, she began to attend to the necessary arrangements. She sent Irčne
next door to spend a few days with the neighbors, telegrammed the news to her
family in Poland, and arranged to have the body brought to the house. Only after
Pierre's older brother, Jacques, arrived the next day from Montpellier did she
break down briefly. The news of Pierre Curie's death was carried in newspapers
around the world, and Marie was inundated by letters and telegrams.

The day after the funeral was notable for two reasons. Encouraged by Jacques,
Marie returned to her work. Also, Jacques informed Marie that the French government
proposed to support her and the children with a state pension. Marie was adamant
in her refusal, insisting that she was perfectly capable of supporting herself
and the children.

"Crushed by the blow, I did not feel able
to face the future. I could not forget, however, what my husband used to say,
that even deprived of him, I ought to continue my work."

If Marie was firm in rejecting the government's offer of support, she was less
certain how to respond to an unexpected offer from the Sorbonne. On May 13,
1906, the university invited her to take up Pierre's academic post. By doing
so, she hoped, she could one day establish, as a tribute to Pierre's memory,
a state-of-the-art lab such as he had never had. It was not enough to be a teacher
and researcher. She would have to learn how to create a scientific institution.